4 My Dawgs
Tyga Lyrics


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This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Fuck you, pay me, fuck you, pay me
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
This for my dawgs out here

Now you wanna be friends
You the type to fuck a nigga for his pension
All a nigga ever wanted was a 6 Benz
And if you a bad bitch, come get the dick again
They be like, oh wait
Step up in the spot and they screamin' oh aye
Which one of y'all wanna chill? OJ
We sippin' Moet champagne
On me, all the bitches on me

Cry little sister
(Thou shall not fall)
Come, come to your brother
(Thou shall not)

This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' brazy
Goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
You ain't alone out here, I'm goin' crazy
I'm right there with you
We right here with you

I met some models, they said life full of obstacles
Challenges and mobster rules and Libyan size pools
Hold my breath and take 2, anxieties and robberies
Survival, threats, apologies, I made it through the poverty
I be, on my own shit
'Cause you never, never know when somebody gon' trip
Oh shit, miss a nigga with that bullshit, man
Aye bossman, I'm my own bossman, understand?

Cry little sister
(Thou shall not fall)
Come, come to your brother
(Thou shall not)

And for my dawgs out here goin' cray-cray
Goin' cray-cray, got that AK
Point it at your bay-bay, we goin' crazy
We goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
We goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
For my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, yeah

T-Y-G-A, we goin' crazy
Young, Young, Young Mula baby
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
Fuck you, pay me, fuck you, pay me

This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Goin' crazy, they goin' crazy

Cry little sister
(Thou shall not fall)
Come, come to your brother
(Thou shall not fly)
I'm goin' crazy
Unchain me, sister
(Thou shall not steal)




Love is with your brother
(Thou shall not kill)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics for Tyga’s “4 in the Morning,” addresses a theme surrounding the rapper's loyalty to his friends, whom he refers to as "dawgs." Tyga encourages his friends to keep going despite the difficulties they may face, singing "This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy, goin' crazy, goin' crazy." The song opens with Tyga expressing his disdain for fake friends who only stick around when there's something to be gained. He turns to address a female who is interested in him, but Tyga is only interested in her if she's a "bad bitch," and he doesn't want to be involved in any drama. The song's melody is inspiring and motivating, with Tyga urging his listeners to persevere through their struggles, even if they feel alone. The chorus repeats the line "This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy," reinforcing the message of the song.


Line by Line Meaning

This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Acknowledging and showing appreciation for those struggling and going through a difficult time


Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
Emphasizing the intensity of the situation and how it's affecting them


This for my dawgs out here going crazy
Reiterating the message that this song is for those who are struggling


Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
Repeating the line to express the gravity of their current situation


This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Affirming that the song is still dedicated to those struggling, but with a more aggressive tone


Fuck you, pay me, fuck you, pay me
Asserting power and demanding payment for services rendered, potentially referring to those who previously didn't believe in them or underestimated their abilities


This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Reinforcing the main message of the song


Goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
Combining the two previous lines to create a more forceful and confrontational statement


This for my dawgs out here
Concluding the aggressive introduction with a final reminder of who the song is dedicated to


Now you wanna be friends
Addressing old acquaintances or people who didn't believe in them before, who have now changed their tune


You the type to fuck a nigga for his pension
Accusing these people of opportunism and only being interested in their money


All a nigga ever wanted was a 6 Benz
Contrasting their own goals and desires with the shallowness of the people who only cared about their money


And if you a bad bitch, come get the dick again
Appealing to those who are interested in them sexually to come back, since they now have more power and influence


They be like, oh wait
Describing the attention and excitement they receive when they enter a room


Step up in the spot and they screamin' oh aye
Further emphasizing how their presence commands attention and respect


Which one of y'all wanna chill? OJ
Asking for company and making reference to either the name OJ, or Orange Juice, as a form of slang for alcohol


We sippin' Moet champagne
Describing the high quality yet expensive champagne they are drinking, contrasting their new lifestyle with their previous struggles


On me, all the bitches on me
Boasting about how they are now the center of attention and desirable


Cry little sister (Thou shall not fall)
Referencing a song from the 1987 movie 'The Lost Boys' as an allusion to feeling lost or misunderstood


Come, come to your brother (Thou shall not)
Asking for support and assistance from a loved one or friend, using the film allusion to express the severity of the situation


And for my dawgs out here goin' cray-cray
Reinforcing the main message of the song in a more playful and casual manner


Goin' cray-cray, got that AK
Referencing a weapon to convey a sense of aggression and power


Point it at your bay-bay, we goin' crazy
Using violent imagery to express the intensity of their situation and the measures they may take to protect themselves


For my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Returning to the original sentiment of the song, acknowledging those struggling and showing support


Goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
Combining the two previous lines to create a more intense and confrontational refrain


This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Continuing to reinforce the message that this song is about those struggling


We goin' crazy, fuck you, pay me
Empowering themselves and standing up to those who have previously wronged them


T-Y-G-A, we goin' crazy
Naming himself and using this as a catchy refrain


Young, Young, Young Mula baby
Name-checking his label and himself, reinforcing his status and popularity


Goin' crazy, goin' crazy
Repeating the line to emphasize the intensity of his situation


Fuck you, pay me, fuck you, pay me
Repeating the refrain to create a more forceful and confrontational statement


This for my dawgs out here goin' crazy
Concluding the song by affirming the central message one last time


Goin' crazy, they goin' crazy
Drawing the listener's attention to the larger group of people who are struggling and empathizing with them


Cry little sister (Thou shall not fall)
Referencing the song from an earlier in the song to bring the song full circle and to again emphasize the sense of being lost or misunderstood


Come, come to your brother (Thou shall not fly)
Returning to the idea of seeking support from those who care about them, and perhaps a reminder to themselves not to give up and walk away from their struggles


I'm goin' crazy
Reasserting their own struggle and how it has affected them


Unchain me, sister (Thou shall not steal)
Referencing another line from the song to create cohesion and to express the need to escape their struggles


Love is with your brother (Thou shall not kill)
Creating a sense of hope and love in the face of struggle, and referencing the dark side of humanity to contrast this message




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Brian Soko, Dwayne Carter, Jess Jackson, Michael Nguyen-Stevenson, Rassol Diaz

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When you get out of bed
You might hear my voice
But it's just in your head
I can't see you anymore
Did you leave waiting by the door
These wounds so sore
They bleed red raw
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Can carry .
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you sold your soul a while back
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Now you lack concentration
Thinking you past probation
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Il snap your face
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I ain't the type to cause danger
But if someone thinks they got a plan
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You think you mastered the art of
Simple deception
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I strike fear when I raise my voice
You will fucking die you don't have a choice
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Your wishin I was just goin in for the choke
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Fuck this cuntryboy shits getting boring
Haven't gone to bed but its 4 in the morning
Watching the sun come up
Without my permission it's storming
The madder I get the more I can do
Don't think about stomping one of my crew
My brothers dreams always come true
Il put a 100% of 100 kilos
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Trust me it will leave a dimple
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Get popped in the head
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That's why these thoughts astound me
You really think your better then any other gee
You better relax or you will see
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Trigger happy y'all gettin sprayed
Have a Cry later
when I put your bullshit to rest
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You wanna keep going against the grain
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You'll wish you were insane.
Not many of my kind remain this way
But kings always get there say
Even if Im locked in heaven
I'm spittin on you peasants
With the power of seven
Il knock your head off with my uncles presents.
Akz n double barrels
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shit starts to rattle
So come on down battle on the mic
I seen you comin yer ima psych
So keep goin smartie pants
Il have the last laugh
The time is now and your shits just past.



All comments from YouTube:

@justinpeacock347

Childhood memories of lost boys when I hear Cry little sister. Love it.

@bhongonkumanda7630

Still my favorite song by him

@joeyjoe530westside

STILL Here Knocking On The Door Once A Week At Least... Just One Of Them Type Of Mood Songs! 💯 👍🏻

@andreasprager2422

Just wow
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@thabombatha8499

+Fernando Blunt U trash thats why u dont sing

@Talyworld

mi favorita de el album desde que salio

@taythedouchebag

anybody realised that Wayne sounded like his 2009 versions of himself. he can switch back to that flow if he wanted to

@swedishnoodles

Best song on the album

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when your album is fire and your fans know it

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